FOREVER'S PROMISE

   You've heard about her, haven't you?
The one they call forever.
Her beauty is one you've never heard of or seen.
It blossoms like a lily in harmattan.
She's bright too,
So bright that the light she emits blinds me when I look at her.
How about you?
Have you seen forever?


    They say she made a promise.
One I do not know.
Do you know the promise?
I heard no one knows.
They say that's the point of the promise.
No one knows what it is.

   Is it good or bad this promise?
Animate or not?
No one knows, but hope is what we all do.
Hope to be there when this promise of her's is fulfilled.
We all like her-forever- we want to be with her
Or better still, enjoy this promise of her's.

    Some say they've glimpsed it, this promise.
They say it's not what we thought it would be.
They say the promise is draped in light,
That this promise is so bright.

They say forever holds the promise in her slender, long fingers.
They say she fiddles with it,
that it changes when she wants it and for whom she wants it.

 I hope she changes mine.
To right or wrong I really do not mind.
Just so long as I get to have this promise fulfilled for me.
For there are some who don't get this promise.
I hope I am not like them
For I long for this promise.
As a child longs for a suckle I long for it.
I long for forever's promise.
© Scarlette